As they walked, Zheng Fan suddenly stopped and looked toward a domed building. "What's that place for?"
Yamaguchi glanced over and answered, "That's a church of the Church of Light."
Zheng Fan snorted and muttered to himself, "With such terrifying baleful energy, perhaps Ketu Church would be a more fitting name. Shangu, the place we're looking for is right ahead."
"That... can't be right," Yamaguchi objected. Although Zheng Fan's requirements were demanding, Yamaguchi could still find plenty of places that met them. But this church was the least likely of all. With webnovels flourishing in recent years, countless readers had come to view churches as dens of corruption. Every year, this church received thousands upon thousands of visitors with ulterior motives. It could hardly hide any secrets.
"With your strength, would avoiding a few ordinary people be difficult?" Zheng Fan asked casually.
By the time Yamaguchi caught on, Zheng Fan had already walked some distance away. Yamaguchi hurried after him and blocked his path. "Wait, wait! It's only the afternoon. Shouldn't we come back tonight, when there are fewer people?"
Zheng Fan glanced at the tourists coming and going. A smile appeared on his face before he even realized it. For a moment, his spirits soared, and he said casually, "It's fine. I've wanted to do something like this for a long time."
Zheng Fan had never forgotten what Aotes had said back then: "These are the young people your Buzhou Domain has raised. They've never even heard of Mount Buzhou. You chose to hide yourselves and bind yourselves with the Buzhou Blood Oath. The result is that all of Buzhou has become a land of our faith, and Buzhou's talented people have become the Pope's most loyal supporters." Whatever his cultivation level, Zheng Fan was still only an adolescent